remain Over and over again The rhythm of life, the river of life On my way to paradise The rhythm of life, the river of life The one that keeps us all
and over again The rhythm of life - a river of life On my way to paradise The rhythm of life - a river of life The one that keeps us all alive A fascination
Übersetzung: Freedom Call. Rhythm Of Life.
call me Communist! I'm just a bro'! Not New Jack or Joe And Freedom or Death, this means I'm going for broke It means my life is my death My attitude
different age. As the links span our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting. Talk to the sunlight caller Soft summer mover distance mine. Called
age As the links span our endless caresses For the freedom of life everlasting Talk to the sunlight caller Soft summer mover distance mine Called out
different age, as the links span Our endless caresses for the freedom of life everlasting. Talk to the sunlight caller Soft summer mover distance mine Called
the year, no matter the place, no matter the time [Common] Check it, it's like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for freedom These record company niggas
You know, life is funny If you don't repeat the actions of your own success You won't be successful You gotta know your own formula, your own ingredients
] at night I'm just tryin' to reshape the meaning of life, flowing on mics Blowing you types off of the earth, livin' it worse, holdin' our life Ready
man shall stand before God!!! It has begun The beginning of the end Yeah.. Yeah... yeah, yeah [Verse 1] The voice of racism preaching the gospel is devilish A fake church called
, wake up Wake from your slumber, see the display Glory and passion are calling your days Move to the rhythm, join in the song We're singing of freedom
I'll say it again in the land of the free: Use your freedom of choice, freedom of choice. Freedom of choice it's what you've got Freedom of choice...
of the wind. Confused flexible movement for freedom. If the walls you keep bouncing off of are closing in, theres only so much time before your rhythm
't call me Communist, I'm just a bro' Not New Jack or Joe and Freedom or Death, this means I'm going for broke, it means my life is my death, my attitude
away If only you could see this poet dance on his note pad Oblivious to things I don't have Cause, music is everywhere, music is life And to the rhythm
are ready to play card and piss on camp fires. A mans life is point blank with the beast I wrote it and ruled it. My joints stank up the streets they call
